Regretting the Wife He Threw Away

Chapter 123

"Irwin, your father and I are divorced," Briony said quietly.

"No we're not!" Irwin's little brow furrowed in protest. "Dad said you two never signed the divorce papers. Without those, you're still married! We're still a family!"

Briony's own brow tightened; she hated how Stewart put these ideas in their son's head. Twisting words, making a mess of everything-like some back-alley bully.

Looking at Irwin's stubborn but innocent face, Briony realized it was pointless to argue further.

Just then, James pulled the SUV to the curb. Briony opened the back door. "Get in," she said.

Irwin scrambled happily into the back seat. For safety's sake, Briony climbed in beside him.

As the doors shut and the Range Rover rolled forward, James glanced back at Briony in the mirror. "So what are we doing with this little guy?" he asked.

Briony was about to reply when her phone buzzed. Stewart's name flashed on the

screen.

She guessed he was calling about Irwin.

Without hesitation, she answered, switched to speakerphone, and handed the phone to Irwin. "It's your dad."

Irwin's face lit up. "Hi, Dad!"

are you right now?" Stewart's

up front. "Dad, I'm staying with Mom tonight,

that, then spoke up, her voice sharp. "Stewart, I don't want to interfere in whatever's going on between you and Rosita, but please tell her-if she's so worried about Irwin's identity getting out, maybe she should stop dragging him everywhere. And if she does,

"What happened tonight wasn't intentional. Some paparazzi were

bother responding. She hung

Irwin. "Did you

He nodded.

his face, but he always

he'd get to stay with

up at Briony. "Mom, when can

firm. “Irwin, you're five. I know you understand what I'm saying. From now on, you, your dad,

"How

small hands, trying to make sense of things.

and Dad for five years! We all

fingers to her forehead, suddenly exhausted by the

my class, their moms and dads live together. You and Dad used to,

James cleared his throat, finally unable to listen any longer. He switched on some soft classical music, letting it fill the tense

little face

I have separated.

Irwin fell silent.

young to understand what his